Thank you dear supporters for all the help you are offering the people of Gaza in this dire time. I am a father of four tender babies who are paying much of their childhood and innocence in this unfair war. Please do whatever you can to help me save my family till the war ends.
Despite the suffering and hardships of this fierce war , your support and assistance ease us and grant us power and patience. Your contribution keeps a whole family safe, that is why i am asking you to donate whatever you can of at least share my link so that other donors can know about my tragedy and pain.
#90-gohset
me having a weird time: man this weird time sucks! i don't feel like myself! i wish i was having a normal time!
me having a normal time: well the weird time did have a certain je ne sais quoi...
I'd like to bring to attention another fundraiser which also really needs your support, and it's that of the Abushammala family. This is a family which has been separated due to the war. Amal is trying to get her family out of Gaza to reunite with her.
In the past few months, everything which is familiar to them, their home, their streets, their neighborhood, has been demolished. They've had to evacuate and have been on the run, struggling to find healthy food and clean water. And through all this, her family has persevered and shown their resilience, even as the occupation has been bombing them and cutting access to food and water.
You can see Amal's 2 sisters, Tala and Eman, in the video linked below talking about their family's situation and requesting your help.
They will need to raise funds in order to not only cross the border, but relocation fees and living expenses. They still need your support. Their fundraiser is nearly €8000 off of their goal.
And you can find Amal's tumblr @amalisam where she's posting about her family's situation and updates about the fundraiser.
Honestly, when I was in my story telling module seminars I'd find myself lost in thought about how like we should totally be studying 'when I awake' to improve our writing.
niko you absolute mad genius
im losing my mind over this chapter, the creative fuel is fueling 🔥 🔥
dude the watch thing has been on my mind i genuinely cant believe it ongggodofkdkd
Sorry if this is incoherent its late im typing this ob my phone and im tiredd…
also i adore your new banner and pinned post 🤣
I LOVE YOU THANK YOUUUU also yes im in layout hell right now
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If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
Hello,,
My name is Fatima Alanqar, I am 30 years old, and my husband Bilal Dader is 33. We are parents to five children: Yazan (12), Fadl (11), Zina (10), Rajaa (7), and our baby girl Basma, who is just a year and a half old.
My lovely family
We live in Tal AlHawa, Gaza. In the early days of the war, we were forced to flee our home after it was completely destroyed by occupation forces with fire and missiles. Our car was also burned down to a heap of metal, and all our clothes were burned too. We have been displaced 17 times, each time escaping death by a miracle. We walked long distances on foot with our children who struggled to keep up, driven by fear to escape danger.
After years of effort and construction for our house, then one day and one night everything vanished
My children's mental health has been shattered. They have suffered immensely from fear, displacement, and homelessness, with barely enough food and water to feed a small cat. They have endured carrying water over long distances throughout the day, surrounded by destruction, rockets, and shrapnel. They were deprived of continuing their education, despite being top students.
One of those times when we had to sleep in our previously destroyed house, a missile landed on us and, by God’s grace, it did not explode.
My children have been deprived of the food they love and need for their bodies and minds to grow, enduring constant fear and terror day and night for 10 months without any peace or rest. We also contracted many diseases, including hepatitis and skin infections due to the lack of water and hygiene supplies in overcrowded shelters and sometimes in our destroyed home :( . We were also forced to stay completely still for periods ranging from 3 to 7 days due to the ongoing siege, drinking contaminated water out of fear of the tanks around us.
Our car was not spared from the bombing either
The children's rooms were completely burned...
Some members of my family were martyred, and others were injured. Fear, crying, and sadness fill the place.
We once had all the comforts and basic tools for a decent life, but now we have lost everything. We cook our food over open fires despite the exhaustion and heat, and we barely manage to get flour, water, and firewood. Yet we remain resilient in northern Gaza despite the bombing, hunger, and severe shortages of water, medicine, and necessary supplies.
And now, that's all we have
I was even forced to wean my year-and-a-half-old daughter due to the lack of milk :( .
We are displaced and homeless, continuously moving from one place to another until this dreadful war ends.
My heart breaks for her.... :
We are in desperate need of your help. We invite you to contribute to this fund to save my family and provide us with a safe shelter, food, water, and healthcare for all of us. Please share our story with your friends and family to raise awareness and support. Your words and prayers give us the strength to endure these difficult circumstances.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a big difference in our lives. We rely on your support and standing by us during this tough time. Together, we can restore hope and safety for Fatima and her family.
With deepest gratitude from your faithful friend,
Fatima and Family
I understand that museums have to be dark because light can destroy fragile artifacts. That said, I’m always afraid to walk around the blind corners because what if there is a skeleton
Help my life and my future
Welcome My name is Lina. I am 21 years old. I live in my beautiful city of Khan Yunis. I lived my best days there. I had hopes and dreams that I was striving to achieve. I had my beautiful university that built my dreams and I wanted to establish my life with my successes in it until the war began on the 7th of October and our lives were turned upside down. We were displaced from our homes on the 23rd of January, and here our journey began, our torment in the tents, as we were displaced in the winter, and the rain was drowning us and making us wet day and night. We lived with 9 people in one tent with an area of 3 in length and 3 and a half in width. It is very narrow because my family is large and we are I do not have the financial capacity to buy a new, larger tent. We remained in the torment of the rain and drowned in the tent until the summer season began and our new journey of torment began with the heat, the chub, the insects and the poisonous snakes.
I was exposed to many diseases during this period to the point that I wished for death from the severity of pain and illness. Throughout this period we had hope of returning to our homes until news came to us that the Israeli occupation had bombed and bulldozed our house, and here despair prevailed and misery and sadness took over us. How could it not, when I had I lost the house that contains my memories, my dreams, my clothes, and my books, and I lost my university, which has always been my second home and a source of my hopes and dreams. Nothing can describe the amount of my pain. Please help me rebuild our house so that our journey of suffering will end and so that I can travel outside Gaza and complete study my university education. Build a decent life for me😭😭😭
Donation link
https://gofund.me/33e0c09b
being a humanities major who’s friends with stem majors is so funny because you’ll ask your friends what they’re doing today and they’re like “UGH it’s so stressful i have to stabilize the reactor core for my nuclear power midterm and then i have to build the supercomputer from i have no mouth yet i must scream for my electrical engineering homework :/ what about you” and you’re like “oh well i have to read a fun little book and write an essay about gender.” and they still think you have it worse
no, spotify, i don't want to use ai to "turn my ideas into playlists". i already fucking do that with my brain and hands and i do it for fun. what, should i get ai to pet my cat for me? to play my silly games for me? to spend time with my beautiful wife for me? how about i rend you asunder
'𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒!' 𝟣9, ♊, She/They 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝙱𝚂𝙳, 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚌: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕, 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣(!!!) 𝚎𝚝𝚌. {𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚗𝚐𝚕.} 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
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